Chapter 211 Nightmare
After the Pei Mansion incident was over, Xie Zhaohe seemed to have let go of her last breath. After Pei Yuanzhong was executed, she fell ill and lay in bed, unable to get up.
The imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Bureau came to see him and said that it was a disease caused by overwork and there was no cure, and he could only rest more.
Xie Zhaohe was so ill that he didn't even have the energy to review memorials. Azan was anxious, knowing that his master was in a difficult situation. He had many supporters around him, but few of them were truly trustworthy.
Xie Zhaohe began to have nightmares night after night. She dreamed that after her death, the Yin Kingdom changed its surname, and the ancestors of the Yin Kingdom came to question her, asking why she had not protected the Yin Kingdom. As a woman holding the imperial seal, but unable to accomplish anything significant, it was really a disgrace to the ancestors.
She also dreamed that Xie Zhaochu was not living well in Southern Xinjiang. The young master of Southern Xinjiang, Helian Qi, was a playboy who always found various reasons to make things difficult for Achu.
Xie Chengyan always asked her in his dreams why she took away his position as the Imperial City Inspection Officer. If it weren't for her, he would have fought the Xu family to the death. As Xie Zhaohe had more dreams, his head hurt more and more, and his thoughts became more and more confused. Later, he began to have difficulty distinguishing between dreams and reality.
She dreamed again, dreaming of when she was a child and Lu Qianshan were in school. Although they were the same age, they had no intersection and even had a quarrel because of the long-term competition for the top spot.
When I was young and ignorant, I always regarded people who were as strong as me as my rivals. Later I realized that it would be better if I could let that person serve me.
So when she was investigating Ning Wang's followers, she asked her father for an imperial decree to grant her marriage.
She did not ask Lu Qianshan whether he was willing or not, but the cause of the family annihilation had not yet been clarified, and Lu Qianshan should not be the kind of person who was ignorant of the overall situation. How could the love between young men and women outweigh the hatred of the family and the country?
The dream lasted a long time. This time she even knew she was dreaming. She dreamed that when she rescued Lu Qianshan from prison, she asked him if he was willing to marry her to clear his brother's grievances.
This time, Lu Qianshan didn't agree. He actually raised his sword and stabbed it into his chest. Blood sprayed onto Xie Zhaohe's face, sticky and bloody...
She was surprised by Lu Qianshan's action, but she didn't have the strength to reach out to stop him. She watched the blood flow down his chest to the ground and spread to the soles of her shoes.
"The princess just wants to use me." Lu Qianshan said, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth again: "What happens after you use me? Is it like this?"
Xie Zhaohe knew it was a dream, but she was still very scared. She couldn't wake up and could only watch Lu Qianshan's life slip away bit by bit in his own hands.
When he seemed to be really dead, Xie Zhaohe only felt a warm and wet feeling on his cheek.
It's a tear...
Tears flowed continuously, falling on his clothes, and a few drops fell to the ground.
That's not right. She and Lu Qianshan have always been in a trading relationship. How could that be?
How could she be sad...
She couldn't wake up from her dream, nor could she extricate herself from the sorrow in her heart. She shed a few tears at first, and later cried until she lost her voice. The tears seemed to flow out, but the sorrow in her heart had not subsided in the slightest.
In Azan's opinion, Xie Zhaohe was already terminally ill. She was always awakened by dreams, but this time she didn't wake up for such a long time. She just kept crying. A person who was possessed by nightmares could not be awakened, so Azan could only watch over her.
Until finally the tears soaked the pillow.
Azan made a decision on her own and wrote a letter to the Southern Xinjiang Protectorate.
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